Gao Fenglin took Ji Xiao away with him. The handsome young man was unhappy all the way. Gao Fenglin, who was in a sad mood, not only refused to forgive him, but also took him to drink and recite poetry. In the end, the furious lady grabbed his ears and went back to the room to calm down.
Gao Fenglin and his party arrived in Kyoto. After making some adjustments, Gao Fenglin took his wife and Ji Xiao to his husband's door.
Mrs. Gao and her parents had not seen each other for many years, and they burst into tears when they met. Gao Fenglin was no longer a mentor and beloved disciple, but an unlucky son-in-law. He could only stand aside and touch his nose. After finally waiting for the wife and husband to talk about old times, Gao Fenglin pulled Ji Xiao out. The husband didn't accept many disciples anymore. Because it was Gao Fenglin who brought him, he started to think about teaching. The teacher was also quite surprised by this test and asked him where he got the person.
When he said this, he inevitably mentioned Song Que. When the topic of this close friend came up, Gao Fenglin talked endlessly. Finally, when he talked about the conversation between him and Song Que, he let out a long sigh.
The gentleman was surprised when he heard that such a person was either seeking fame or reputation, or he was a transcendent person who was rare to see in a hundred years. Although he is a disciple who sometimes has a bad temper, he can still judge people accurately. Thinking of this, the teacher had some thoughts, but before he could speak, a voice came from behind the screen: "There is such a person in the world, could it be that you see him Have you been deceived by someone who is looking for fame?"
When Gao Fenglin heard this voice, he became angry. A rather romantic figure walked out from behind the screen. The gentleman sighed. Knowing that they would not deal with each other and knowing that Gao Fenglin came to the door, he asked Ge Gu to stay away first. As a result, Ge Gu was restless and insisted on coming out to annoy his junior brother.
Gao Fenglin's Qiu Mei's problem had been cured by Song Que, but as soon as he saw the instigator, it took root and even worsened.
Ge Gu also joked at him: "You admire this Song Que so much, are you afraid he is ugly?"
Gao Fenglin angrily cursed: "You fart! Zi Xuan is much prettier than you, and it's not like you are taking advantage by relying on your skin!"
Ge Gu calmly said: "That's because he is stupid and doesn't even know how to take advantage."
The two of them exchanged words for several times before Ge Gu took the first step because he had something to do. As soon as Ge Gu left, Mr. Gao Fenglin said: "You brothers grew up together. Even if you don't support each other, don't make it so ugly. Your senior brother is now considered a close official of the emperor, and it's his fault that you can return to the capital this time." Do your part.”
No matter how awkward Gao Fenglin was, Ge Gu really had something to do when he left the house in a hurry. It took the emperor several years of fighting to defeat the old ministers with deep roots. After the reshuffle, the court was in decline. It was the time to demote talents in an eclectic way. Although his junior brother has many shortcomings, those who can be praised by him must have something outstanding. Although Ge Gu felt that Gao Fenglin's words were boastful, Song Dynasty should still have real talents and learning. As long as he held a public talent search, and then appointed officials in an unusual way, creating a gimmick, he could achieve the effect of buying bones for a thousand dollars, and then The emperor Enke who comes down will definitely gain something.
Song Que, who was thousands of miles away, was still sitting at home, and the pot came from the sky. Although the pot was technically a good thing, it still made people dizzy when they smashed it.
The emperor summoned him and said that there was a strange man named Song Que in Nanjun who was good at examining corpses and identifying cases with accuracy as accurate as the living and dead and as accurate as flesh and bones. He summoned him now to find out. If it was true, he would be granted an official title.
It's like no one asked after ten years of hard work. He became famous all over the world in one fell swoop. Almost everyone is asking, who is Song Que
The system popped up to remind Song Que, and the progress bar was pushed forward a large amount. Song Que was heartbroken: "Your system is really superficial."
The system was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Although Song Que was lazy, the opportunity was in front of him, not to mention that this was the emperor's order, so he packed his bags and went to Beijing alone. Kyoto is prosperous and there are countless outstanding figures, but Song is still the only one, with a package, a green shirt, and an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, just walking slowly into everyone's eyes.
Heart of beauty in everyone. Before Song Que could see the emperor who was about to roll up his sleeves and have a big fight, he attracted everyone's attention because of his excessive appearance.
Ge Gu gave this assessment a name, called the Talent Recruitment Association. It was a big name, but Song Que was the only one who took the exam. Because the emperor wanted to be in charge personally, even though he had to make a name for himself, this grand event could not be fully publicized, and the courtiers were still the main ones. Ge Gu was astute and called all the students in the college, hoping to use their pens to make his reputation known.
On the day of the conference, Song Que finally got to see Tianyan. This aspiring emperor is in his early teens, has a beard, looks energetic and very approachable, and does not seem to like to use his authority to overwhelm others, but when he sits there, he has the air of a nobleman. The crowd of young students below were chattering, but when they saw the bright yellow figure above, they didn't dare to make a sound. They only made some noise when Song Que appeared. Unexpectedly, he was Song Que.
When I saw Song Qi looking like this today, I thought about what Ge Gu said about this man's outstanding literary talent and his excellent investigative methods, and I felt satisfied. The more outstanding Song Que is, the more interesting this scene will be.
The test is very simple, divided into two parts. One test teaches Song Ke's so-called talent, and the other tests Song Ke's so-called crime-solving methods that are as good as those of life and death.
It was very easy to learn to take the teaching talent test. Gentlemen from several major academies came. At first, they asked some very basic questions, but Song answered them leisurely. The students below laughed after hearing this. Even if they could do it, how could they be called talented people
Song Que's foundation was very solid. The Song family's collection of books was limited, but Gao Fenglin had many books. Song Que spent his time reading when he was not solving crimes. Later, in order to teach Ji Xiao, he took the trouble to lay the foundation again. No matter whether the gentlemen were taking the exam forward, backward or from side to side, it was not difficult for him. Although it was a basic level, so many gentlemen took turns to ask questions one by one, and the ideas were quite jumping. At first, the students thought it was okay, but slowly Slowly, some people find themselves unable to react for a while. On the other hand, Song Que, who was on the stage, was not nervous at all being looked at by so many people, and the speed of his answers did not change, and he was very comfortable.
The gentlemen also became interested and began to ask some weird questions and difficult questions. The students below were already starting to have headaches. Only less than half of those who usually did well in the exams could keep up, but not as calmly as Song.
But Song was having fun being asked. It felt like a question and answer game. Some of the questions were really interesting to ponder. He had never been so happy since he came to this world.
The emperor sitting above him is truly satisfied. As long as Song Dynasty can get above the middle in the academic examination, it will reach the general level of the imperial examination, and the censors can be silenced if they are awarded officials. He wanted to make exceptions to the rule, but he did not do things based on his heart like a foolish king, but made exceptions and made decisions based on reason.
The gentlemen were eager to take the exam, and some even complained about Song Que's unwillingness to advance. How great would it be if such a good seedling could be polished by his own hands? They began to ask more open questions, but Song was happy when he heard it. It was typical that what he said made sense.
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Song Qing loved this the most. Regardless of his strong ability to quote scriptures, just speaking of various logical methods he was proficient in was enough for him to give the most complete answer in the shortest time. Some of the answers made the old gentlemen stroke their beards and nod, and some even made some of them think deeply.
At this point, the students in the audience were dumbfounded, and even the best among them had to feel ashamed of themselves in the secret comparison in their hearts. The only thing that can be used to comfort him may be his age. Song Qing is already twenty-six or seventy-seven years old and will be established in a few years. Most of the students in the audience are around the same age and much younger. Then they thought about how small a place Song Qing came from. He didn't even study in an academy in Kyoto, but he was still outstanding enough to be overly eye-catching.
The test on the stage was over. Both parties felt that they were very happy and even had some unfinished ideas. However, Song also bowed to several gentlemen and thanked them for their generous teachings. They were completely humble and courteous, and had no arrogance about their talents.
The emperor's eyes were full of smiles, Song Que's performance had exceeded his expectations, and he began to look forward to Song Que's next performance.
Song Que's performance also conquered the examiners and the students who watched the entire examination. Although they were sometimes very rigid, they were always very tolerant of those who were outstanding in talent or knowledge or far surpassed them. Even though he knew that the next exam was related to the bones of the case, he didn't say anything insulting to the gentlemen. Instead, he looked forward to what Song Que could bring to him.
The Emperor reminded the officials of the Prison Department that it was impossible to carry the corpse up with real swords and guns, so he sent several experienced officials to give oral instructions.
These people are all doing practical things. Although they are not as diligent as Song Que, they have indeed summed up some experience after many years of experience. The oldest one in the leader asked: "How to check the hidden injuries on the body?"
Song Que rolled his eyes and knew that the hidden injury in his mouth was the so-called subcutaneous bleeding. He said: "Take immature plums, soak them in salt water, turn them into bluish white, press them into meat paste, and apply them on the surface of the corpse. Blood marks will appear on their own. You can also Burn the body on the kang and wash it with wine and vinegar after it warms up. The blood marks will also be visible. If there are bone injuries, an oil umbrella can be used to examine them. If the injuries are unclear, add white plums and wine vinegar."
Although the official knew how to cleanse the body with wine and vinegar, he had never heard of the other methods. For a moment, he didn't know whether to judge his answer as right or wrong.
The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly and realized the problem. It was difficult to test the oral description of an autopsy, and Song Dynasty had his own advantages. These officials may not be better than him. Thinking like this, the emperor made a decision: "Summoning the corpses and widows who have no owners in the department, and letting Song Zishuo examine them on the spot. If he can find out the cause of death, it will be considered a meritorious deed."
When the emperor speaks, how can others dare to refute? Although the people in the audience were in an uproar, they did not dare to jump out and sing the opposite.
Song was not idle during the waiting process. He discussed with another slightly younger official how to test for drowning.
The official said: "The most effective method is to fill the skull with water to detect sand. A drowned person struggling to breathe in the water will inhale a lot of sand. If the body is thrown into the water after death, it will naturally not inhale water, and there will be no mud." sand."
Song Que said: "There is indeed some reference, but we should not make any judgments. If the water where the body was buried is clear, even if it was drowned before death, there may not be sediment in the skull during the water test. If the water is turbid, the ear and nasal passages will naturally be open, even if it is drowned before death. After death and being thrown into the water, sediment will also enter with the water. It is too far-fetched to judge by this method."
Song Que's words were easy to understand. Not to mention the experienced officials of the Criminal Division, even the students below understood it, and there were still others who were thinking about how to judge.
The official said: "In your opinion, what should we do?"
Song Que didn't talk about the autopsy at the beginning. This point can be figured out slowly. He only said: "The method of mud and sand can be used as a reference. On this basis, those who have a large amount of foam gushing out of the mouth and nose are drowned before death. Bubbles are formed by inhaling drowning liquid, but if a person is thrown into water after death, it will be difficult to form bubbles.”
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